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Check out the dog.
Only dogs keep you company, Emilianito.
I talked to his mom for about an hour.
What kind of son have we got? He's a murderer.
What?
Did you hear what your son did?
You have to talk to him.
Fine. I will, I will.
Where are you going? You haven't eaten anything.
I don't feel well. I need some fresh air.
Is that all you have to say? You need air?
I need some air too.
So come with me.
I think there's enough for both of us.
No, I'm going to bed.
Get some rest.
How can you be so calm?
They'll kick us out if we can't pay the rent.
-I'll sell the car tomorrow. -You're crazy.
You don't want me to?
I'm selling the man's junk tomorrow.
You're crazy.
Plus I don't know if the registration's here.
My friends could care less about registrations.
Friends?
How can you hang out with those criminals?
You know what?
You're such a bitch.
I burnt a guy alive in front of you.
And all you care about are some papers?
Don't worry. We'll be fine.
I don't see how.
I'm getting a job.
A job?
What job? Doing what?
What do you know how to do?
You're just a kid.
A lousy little kid.
You know something?
That's exactly how that bastard treated me.
And look what happened to him.
What are you doing here? What's up?
Here's the money.
I'm not doing it.
-Why not? -Because it isn't fair sir.
Ibarra always did his job flawlessly,
and just because he failed once...
My rules, รvila.
They may be few and simple,
but in this business,
you can't afford not to follow them.
But why me?
Why should I kill my best friend?
He's my kid's godfather.
Can't you see why? Think about it.
It's simpler.
He won't fight back.
There'll be no struggling, no brutality.
And you.
You'll make sure he doesn't suffer.
And most importantly, รvila.
He won't die alone.
But of course,
you have the right to refuse.
Alright.
I need to wait for his call. I don't know where he is.
He's at London Avenue, number 130.
The Chinese say rice is the perfect food,
that we can live to be 100 eating just rice.
I'd rather eat red meat and die at 60.
You'll see how energized you'll be tomorrow.
I'll have scrambled eggs if you don't mind.
We're out of eggs.
You know I didn't go to the grocery store today.
I guess in China they have rice for breakfast too?
Mag.
I'm sorry Mag, but I worry about you.
I know you're not well.
I'm fine.
There's nothing wrong with asking for help, you know.
I know but I'm fine.
I just need to rest.
Fine. Good night.
-Yes? -Can we get together?
-Where? -I'm at 130 London Avenue.
It's a hotel.
Who was it?
A guy from the office.
Amen.
Yes my son?
-I have to kill a guy. -Isn't that what you do?
Yes, but this guy is somebody special.
What's bothering you?
He's my friend, he...
He taught me everything I know.
The one that got in trouble?
Yes.
Why do you have to kill him?
Because he made a mistake.
And there are rules in this business.
I see.
What do you see?
-There are rules. -You see what? I have to kill my friend.
-Didn't he make a mistake? -Yes but...
-And mistakes cause accidents, right? -Right.
And accidents, my dear รvila, can be lethal.
Where do you get that kind of advice?
I absolve you in the name of the Father and of the Son
and of the Holy Spirit.
God be with you.
Does it work?
How the hell do you think I brought it here?
Pushing it?
Start it then.
I want to hear it.
Cool.
-That's it? -Just because I like you kid.
Forget it. I'll take it elsewhere.
You don't even have the registration.
I wouldn't sell it to you if I did.
This is more than you'd get anywhere.
Just the damn tires are worth more than that.
Get a load of this guy.
Fine.
I'm being generous. I'm in a good mood today.
That's my final offer.
You keep it.
That stuff freaks me out.
Not me. See you guys.
What's the matter, kid?
I'll take it.
Not this piece of crap.
That's all you can get for that kind of dough.
The bullets are on me.
-I want the nine. -So get the cash and it's yours.
You know money rules around here.
That's all I've got.
So take the other one.
If you're so tough, you'll get the dough you need.
Good idea.
I'll take the nine millimeter
and two boxes of bullets, thank you.
Have a seat. You got here just in time.
We've got some nice ham, and cheese, and whiskey.
So?
What do you know?
I talked with Moreira.
He asked for you.
Right.
I said I hadn't seen you since the birthday party.
That I knew nothing about you.
I see.
Whiskey?
Sure.
Cheers.
I asked him what would happen to you.
Did he give you the job?
I remembered when you were just a fledgling.
That's the third time he's gone by.
Don't worry about it. I'm having my pastry.
He'll come around one more time.
-How do you know? -He's a methodical guy.
So what do we do?
You're so impatient. You'll know when the time comes.
-When's that? -The right time.
I'd like to know and not screw up.
I don't give a damn what you'd like.
It's my job, and we do it my way, okay?
What do you do?
I'm out of work right now.
-Get a job. -What do you think I'm doing?
Are you kidding? A real job. A legal one to explain your income.
-What do you do? -I'm the chef of a fancy shmancy joint.
It's true. I really love cooking.
And eating.
Start the car.
There he is.
-What do I do? -Hit him and stop.
Now.
-What are you doing? -What?
It's supposed to be an accident and he's already dead.
Now he's like a dog in the street. Go, go.
I'll drive in a while.
The best part of that was the look on your face.
I didn't know where to go.
At the carwash they said, "Hey, there's a gut in the shock absorber."
-What did you say? -I said I hit a freaking dog.
That was just awesome.
That's right.
Is this your house?
It's old, but we'll fix it up when I get the money.
No, wait until you find a job that allows you to do it.
I wouldn't be doing this if I had one.
You do this
because you enjoy it.
You know that.
You can feel it.
Wait.
Here.
-What's this? -Your share.
I'll take it when I do it right.
We have our rules, okay?
They may be fair or not, but we have to follow them.
If not you don't get fired, you get killed.
Got it?
So?
-So what? -Was it ever not awesome?
The first time.
You let him live?
He was only seven, Ibarra.
No, he was a witness.
Witnesses are eliminated.
Well, I just couldn't do it.
He was seven then.
That makes him...
...seventeen.
Don't worry. I don't think he remembers me.
No, maybe not.
Maybe he doesn't remember a thing.
Or maybe he just has nightmares about you.
Maybe one day you bump into each other and...
...it all comes back just like that.
How long has he been up there?
Too long to take care of a poor old man.
That poor old man would slice your balls off in a heartbeat,
and in no time, your head would be on my desk.
But maybe you could take care of that poor old man.
Let's give him 15 minutes.
Then, if nothing happens,
you're going up there to get rid of both of them.
You can prove to me what a man you are.
I need to tell you something.
Remember Rico?
Who's Rico?
Rico.
Why bring Rico up now?
I don't know.
We've been remembering the good old days, right?
What's wrong with you? I said 2 o'clock.
-My kid has a fever and... -Okay, okay, let's go.
Who is it?
-Rico. -What Rico?
How many do you know?
-I don't understand. -He did a job
and took something he shouldn't have.
How do you know that?
He tortured him first and those weren't his orders.
Wait, what are you doing?
What am I doing? I have a job to do.
Ibarra, Rico is your friend, your teacher, you can't...
The first thing he taught me were the rules.
And I learned them well.
Any other stupid question?
Who is it?
It's your buddy.
What's up buddy?
Who's this?
He's a fledgling I'm teaching to fly.
You got a great bird. I trained him myself.
The Golden Eagle himself.
-I got some beer in the icebox. -Cool! You want one?
Come in.
You didn't get it back then.
What about now?
You get it now?
You think I don't know why you're here?
-I'm not here to kill you. -Why should I believe you?
-I would have done it already. -You walked in with a gun.
The door was open.
I thought he had sent somebody.
I was worried about you, buddy.
Haven't you heard about self-preservation?
I'm not your enemy.
We'll all enemies sooner or later.
-It's not loaded. -We'd both be dead if it were.
-You're such a fool. -Take the bag and go.
What'll I do with it?
-It's yours. -You have a daughter.
No.
You know she never had a dad.
I'll give it to your daughter, damn it.
Take the bag and go.
Get out of here! Go on!
God damn it! Damn it!
I'm not leaving you like that.
You want to do something for me?
Do your damn job right and put it in here, bitch.
Right here! Do it!
Right now! Do it! Where are your balls?
Shoot me! Kill me!
-Shut up! -Kill me! Do it now!
You like hurting dogs. Don't you?
No.
Roco was our dog, you jerk.
-Sorry, I didn't mean to. -Put it on.
What?
Put the damn leash on.
I said I was sorry. What do you want?
You're tame now, huh?
I'll show you, doggie.
Bark, doggie, go on, bark.
Smell that, doggie.
Fetch the ball. Go fetch the ball! Move it! Fetch the ball now!
You're a dog, you jerk.
Food, food, get him some food.
Here you are doggie.
Go on, go on. You like it? You like it?
Why, you bastard!
You bastard!
Call an ambulance! Right now!
Where were you? What took you so long?
I had stuff to do.
Like what?
Were you cheating on me?
You can tell me anything. No problem.
I went to a friend's funeral.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm such a fool. Forgive me.
What is it now?
What's wrong?
I paid this month's rent. What is it?
What about next month?
What are we going to do?
I don't know. I'll look for work.
Work?
Like robbing a bank or what?
-I just might. -Right.
You'll be the death of me.
Hello.
-Moreira. -Right. How are you?
There's a position available. Are you interested?
Yes of course.
Come over tomorrow.
Who was that?
I think I just got a job.
Yeah, right.
Mariana?
And you are?
A friend of your dad.
I don't have a dad. He can drop dead for all I care.
He died this morning.
I'm sorry.
Anything else?
Yes, this is for you.
I don't believe this. What did he think?
That I'd take his money?
No, of course not.
He gave it to me, but I don't need it.
-Me neither. -Listen to me, Mariana.
You're raising two kids on your own.
Your mortgage is due and you're out of work.
Take the money, you need it.
I don't need it.
Then put it in the dumpster.
You take it! I don't need this money!
Good evening, Ivรกn.
-What do we have here? -A 24-year-old guy.
You could say his vanity killed him.
Tell me more.
He shampooed three times.
He had a cowlick that bugged him.
Just about here.
According to his mother, he was very punctual.
He really didn't want to show up with wet hair.
"Time is money", he'd say.
"You never get a second chance
to make a good impression", he'd say.
So he tried to dry his hair in the microwave.
Can you make it less voluminous?
I can try, but it's badly burnt. The blower would only damage it.
Can you at least give it some color?
His mother says he always wanted to be blond.
Any particular shade?
Brad Pitt's.
He wanted to dye his hair like Brad Pitt's.
When I'm done with him,
Angelina herself won't know the difference.
I know that.
How's the gentleman doing?
He and life are in marriage guidance.
Unbelievable! He did it again.
What are we doing wrong?
No idea.
-Are you listening? -Marรญa, please. I had a very long day.
Me too. The school kicked him out.
-They did? -Yes, what did you expect?
He sent the kid to a hospital. To a hospital!
What kid? Don't you mean a dog?
It's not just pets now.
Now he likes cutting his classmates' tendons.
-There must be an explanation. -Are you defending him?
No, I'm trying to understand him.
We'll find another school.
That's what I did all afternoon.
All afternoon. Only Basilea will take him.
-That's good. -Good? Are you kidding me?
It's a breeding ground for criminals.
Maybe that's just what he needs.
You're not going to talk to him?
Great! Just great!
Hi.
You want to tell me about it?
About what?
About a friend of yours that's in a hospital.
And the idiot that'll end up in jail by the time he's 18.
I don't want to talk about it.
I think it's best to get it all out.
I don't think so.
I saw a documentary the other day.
It was about anger.
It said that it's a totally normal feeling.
That it's something we all have to go through.
Sooner or later.
But we also have to learn to control it.
Because if we don't,
we lose our minds.
I felt like a dog.
They put a leash on me.
Three of them pushed me to the floor.
They made me eat dog food.
And fetch a ball.
They laughed.
And laughed.
And laughed.
Then I saw the box cutter in my knapsack.
I really didn't mean to.
Why doesn't anyone believe me?
Hey.
I believe you.
Look at me.
I believe you.
Tomorrow,
at your new school...
...keep it under control.
We're at the crime scene, where a man was shot to death.
No way, no way, no way.
-What's this world coming to? -What's wrong?
They just killed a guy at the hotel down the road.
The one on London Avenue. It's just 10 minutes away.
This city keeps getting more violent.
I can't believe it.
-Don't turn it off. -Come here.
What?
What's with you?
That's enough death for today.
Here, you didn't have breakfast. And take a cab.
Are you kidding? You're not coming?
No, isn't it better for you?
It's your first day at your new school.
You can't show up with your mom.
I love you so much.
-Are you okay? -Of course I'm okay. Go on, go no.
You'll be just fine.
Where do you think we're going, รvila?
What are you talking about?
About death.
Are we going to heaven or to hell?
Considering we don't get any good press...
We don't.
We don't get any good press.
What's wrong?
Why are you concerned about that?
I have three months to live.
The doctor just told me.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry too.
Are you okay?
You want some too?
-It can't be loaded. -You want to find out?
No, no, no. I'm sorry. I don't know the guy.
You're not that dumb.
What's your name?
Emiliano.
You get to live today.
Is there anything I can do?
Ah, it's springtime!
I want you to take over the business.
I want you to become Mr. รvila.
I don't get it. Why me?
You convinced me by taking care of Ibarra.
-I hesitated. -But you did it.
You know what that means?
That for you the rules are above anything else.
I need a guy who obeys them and enforces them.
I don't know.
You were capable of killing a friend.
That gives you the right to ask the same of others.
How about it?
Can I think it over?
Alright. Don't take too long.
Thank you.
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